Li Bai stopped and looked down. His clothes had been torn open, leaving a gash across his chest.
Blood seeped out. He was already injured.
His reaction and evasive move had been fast enough just now. Otherwise, that sword strike would probably have cut him in two.
"You're not Lü Bu, are you?" Li Bai wiped a hand over his wound, and the blood flowing out quickly clotted.
"No, I am Lü Bu. This is my Sky Piercer Halberd. It has many forms." Tang Luo spouted nonsense with a straight face. Mystic Transformation turned into a gauntlet, and he threw a punch through the air.
Li Bai dodged the force of the punch. He did not dare use his body to withstand Tang Luo's attacks head-on.
That power was truly terrifying.
One hit would injure him. Two would leave him seriously wounded. Three, and he would probably be lying on the ground, letting others finish him off at will.
Li Bai did not have Orochi's durable body. He still had to rely on swift movement and evasion.
Facing such an agile enemy, Tang Luo smiled faintly. "Come hit me."
Taunting was no longer just a skill from the Serpent Demon game.
Li Bai's expression changed. A nameless karmic fire ignited in his heart, as though he had invited someone for a drink and they had refused.
Refusing was one thing. But they had even knocked over his wine cup.
He could tolerate other matters. This, absolutely not!
Flying sword in hand, Li Bai lunged like a fish breaking the surface, tracing a perfect arc as he stabbed toward Tang Luo.
A sword came from the west, an immortal descended from beyond the heavens.
It was not a technique. Rather, Li Bai's sword perfectly embodied that very scene.
Tang Luo swung